This is a poem I wrote many years ago:
The rest of the world may look down on me
Dreamer, seer of imagery
Possessing hazy conceptions
and sparkling reflections
of ideas, spoken by the wind & the sea.
thinking thoughts of Time & Eternity,
yet accomplishing little on this planet small.
and except for listening,
not doing much at all.
but a great satisfaction
can be derived, you see
by just allowing yourself to say
“I am being ME!”
– Lou Lehman (Sams)
footnote: This was written for someone else – a man with the soul of a philosopher.